From out of the darkness
the gold bursts forth in
fiery, rayed blossoms
that sing of the power
of the sun, blazing life,
brimming with joy,
dancing to the song
of the ever-burgeoning Yes.
Away with your dreams
of barren endings. This Now,
bathed in late-summer perfume,
abuzz with bees, is all there is,
and its sun will travel with you
into all of your tomorrows.